((Sorry for the super delay! *lost this RP, alas* ))
Nawiri watched as the vibrant colored lioness scooted out of the den, full of hope and cheer. It wasn't that those feelings were rare or foreign in the Kitwana'antara, but they always seemed to be touched with fear and loss. There was rarely any lasting light, despite how hard she and others within the pride tried to make things right.
It wasn't easy living in a pride of death, but . . . such was their lot in life, and it was their duty to accept and manage it as bets they could. There were happy times to be found, and it wasn't always pain and suffering. The pride coped, and that was all she could ask.
Still, with Kubwa having only too happily joined, she was certain that the pink and blue lioness would be a devoted member. Her heart seemed genuine, and she looked to have a great passion and personality. Nawiri said a quiet prayer to the goddess to look after and keep after and keep the lioness within her regard, before she settled within the heart of the den to wait. Kubwa's initial quest could take anywhere from a few moments to a few hours depending whether or not she got cold feet. . . . For now though, Nawiri would wait.
